It was a fairly large scar, but Odette breathed a sigh of relief.
'I'm glad I did. But I have no problem moving.'
When she first arrived, shr didn't have any physical strength. Against Victor in the snowy mountains, it was because she had taken an overly reckless gamble.
After drawing attention to the Yeti, she tried to quickly move from Victor's position to what would be his blind spot. She knew the topography of the snowy mountains.
However, due to her injured ankle, the jump was short, and she fell into the crevasse.
It wasn't very deep, and there was a protruding middle of the hill, so it was a shame. Otherwise, she would have died just as she was.
After that, Odette suffered a serious injury to her shoulder while climbing the cliff.
"I have to go back to the capital soon, so I better recover quickly."
When she goes back, there are a lot of people to deal with, and she won't be able to afford to save herself.
Odette, examining the scar, shouted into the air.
"Status window."
Odette's command brought up a pink status window in front of her.
"Open the shop. I'll buy a healing potion."
[Healing Potion]
[Price: 5 Selene 1]
[ Would you like to buy?]
[YES/NO]
"Yes, I'll buy it. Apply it to the wound right away."
As she said that, a ruby-colored liquid was applied to Odette's back. She could feel the chill of medicine.
In the status window, they sold things that were not In the world, and the medicinal effect of the "healing potion" was also very good. Still, it took a whole year to heal.
"If it wasn't for this medicine, my whole back would have been a scar. No, I wouldn't have been able to use my shoulders properly before that."
As she thought about the snowy mountains, she naturally thought of Victor's face as well.
Odette's back trembled slightly as the potion was applied.
Those eyes that have turned back. It was like the eyes of a bull excitedly pounced on a red cloth. The eyes of a beast that would be willing to risk anything to catch its prey.
Odette couldn't understand. Why Victor has been chasing her so far.
"No, it's not like that. Should I think that's the case with John?"
She used the status window to fake suicide with a corpse. The disgust level was also lowered to 0 for all 4 people.
On top of that, Charlotte showed up at the same time as Odette when she disappeared.
Odette gave them no reason to pursue her, leaving them a clean exit from the world of the main actors.
'So all that was left for the men to fall in love with Charlotte and shake her.'
But how did she end up on a chase that was harder than her last life?
It was so hard to escape in this life that she even wondered if they had seen her in the past.
In particular, it was Victor who pursued her the closest, by any means necessary. With Karin's help, she seemed to have successfully outwitted him, but she wasn't relieved.
'An overly expensive-looking hawk hovering in the sky. It's just around the garden where I'm at.'
Odette doesn't know how much attention she paid because of that. She used wooden windows, opened them only for a split second, and even asked Karin to contact Goetz or Damien. Of course, she never went out the front door of the villa.
Odette, who had finished her potion, put her coat over the dress. The bandages around his shoulders were gone, and she felt a definite lightening of her movements. She grabbed the trunk he always kept next to her bedroom.
"Goodbye to this nest now."
It was the most comfortable and warm place she had ever felt in her life. A place that made her feel cozy and protected.
The hut was kept clean. If she leaves with her trunk bag, it'll be exactly the same as it was before she arrived.
It wasn't easy to get off the ground. But Odette had the most important thing left to do.
Odette put a letter for Karin on the table.
Karin left for the capital the other day. She left as soon as she heard that Charlotte was looking for an adoptive home, so she probably left to disturb her.
Odette wore glasses and a hood that she had purchased through the status window. These were items that had the effect of making a different Impression.
"Thank you, Karin."
After a small bow to the hut, she turned and left immediately.
Then she got into the stagecoach and headed for the train station.
***
'Victory Day'.
It is the biggest event organized by the Central Cathedral and a demonstration of their power.
For this reason, the cathedral never held a small 'Victory Day'. Wouldn't it be nice if we set up a mourning period like last year or the year before and didn't hold it at all?
In particular, this 'Victory Day' seemed to be held in a bigger and more splendid way than ever before. The scale of the Templars' parade marching through the capital was unusual.
Thousands of paladins, dressed in uniforms, marched in rows through Rosalynd Square was a sight to behold.
Thump.
The sound of their footsteps sounded like the echo of a giant timpani.
And what about the silver ceremonial swords held by the paladins in the front row? As if to show off his new and expensive purchase, it glistened brilliantly in the sunlight.
The parade in the morning is only for the paladins, but in the afternoon, it will be even more spectacular if Saintess Charlotte in the Landau carriage joins the procession.
The scale of the rescue was also the largest ever. They opened temples and monasteries of the entire empire and distributed pot-feus and potatoes to the poor.
Some of the priests were chosen to wear tunics instead of austere attire. To be reminiscent of Rosalynd's outfit described in the Bible.
They stood in the streets, distributing roses and chocolates to every imperial who came across them.
What about the confetti that flutters everywhere in the capital?
"I think this year's event is too raucous."
The mourning period is long over. No matter how noisy the event is.
Some frowned, but most were attracted to the lively streets they had seen for the first time in years.
From the cloister on the third floor of the Central Cathedral, they could see the excite ment of Rosalyn Square.
The assistant priest of the Central Cathedral, who was standing in the cloister watching the people, said with admiration at the scenery.
"Whoa. How long has it been since you've seen so many people on the streets? It's worth all the money."
At his words, a solemn rebuke came from behind him.
"Uh-huh! The priestly one speaks lightly."
The assistant priest looked back in surprise. There was a priest in a white priestly robe.
"But, Your Majesty the Emperor! I'm sorry. I have spoken in front of an honorable person."
The assistant priest was not a full member of the cathedral and rarely encountered the lawmaker. He bent down in amazement.
"From now on, refrain from talking. No matter how much the faith of the Emperors has fallen to the bottom, the priest talks so vulgarly on the eve of the feast."
The Emperor scolded gently. The young assistant priest nervously bowed his head and withdrew from the corridor.
When he stepped back, the Emperor's face changed. The sparkle in his eyes was very clear of worldly contentment. He looked down at the square and stroked his beard with satisfaction.
"It's worth raising the board. Haha."
This "Victory Day" event has grown to the point of gambling even for the Emperor.
It's been two years since Odette died. With donations drying up, it was a last-ditch effort to rally the support of believers.
'After Odette's death, the temple was overly reviled by her.'
It was ridiculous from the point of view of the Emperor.
The Purifier herself took her own life, so why is the temple being disgraced?
The temple indeed tried to tame Odette. But from the temple's point of view, it wasn't just Odette, it was something that all purifiers had to tame.
In the days when the Purifier had higher authority than the Emperor, the Purifier rightfully belonged to the cathedral under the name of Saintess.
No matter how much the times and laws have changed, there are still traditions that must be preserved, right?
It is true that Odette was reproached for not obeying the orders of the Emperor, and that she accused her of neglecting her duties in public.
But did that kill Odette? The Emperor had never crossed the line of transgression.
'How long do I have to act like a sinner for something that is not the cathedral's fault?'
Now he's sick of hearing the name Odette.
That's why he prepared for Victory Day with his lives and deaths.
It is hoped that from this day onwards, the temple will regain the status it had two years ago, or even worse.
It was in that vein that he pushed Charlotte. The only thing that could replace Odette would be a new Purifier.
The more the new Saintess draws the faith of the believers, the more the temple will be able to regain its prestige.
"Charlotte is much better than Odette. I can't even compare."
Since she was a commoner, she was obedient, so it was much better to use it in the temple.
Even when choosing a family to adopt or sponsor a Purifier, she would seek the advice of the Emperor.
"She doesn't need to be tamed, she's just a little bit of a guy."
Odette's ability as a purifier was what she excelled at, but that was something the Emperor didn't know. He wasn't even a Transcendent.
"It's a good thing that Odette is dead now."
After performing such a miracle, Odette died alone before she could use it.
At the time, he felt sick to his stomach because he felt sorry for himself, but now that he thinks about it, it's a good thing.
If Odette were still alive. Even if she were a good A-class purifier, Charlotte wouldn't have gotten much attention.
"If a well-behaved Saintess appeared, she would have been treated as a shadow of the S-class Odette."
The time has come to restore the temple's influence.
The Emperor smiled heartily as he watched people drinking beer and dancing beneath the fluttering confetti.
Just as he was about to finish his thoughts,
"Your Highness the Emperor."
He heard a delicate woman's voice behind him.
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